So, the conversation with my 10 year old son went something like this:
Son: Who's your son?
Me: You are.
Son: What's you are?
Me: You are.
Son: What's you are?
Me: The initials of that dude over there.
Son: What's a dude?
Me: You are.
Son: What's you are?
Me: Two letters in the alphabet.
Son: What's letters?
Me: It's mail.
Son: What's mail?
Me: A man.
Son: What's a man?
Me: You are!
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